Helping the Karlssons

Church-going sisters approach the new help.

by mjar65 - Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

Mr Karlsson owned a furniture store. Most of the stock was imported, high-quality. The global pandemic had upset business for a time. Until people started getting retrenched or working from home and suddenly many of his wealthy customers had time for renovations and home improvements. Business began to grow again.

Things went even better once his two daughters started helping. They worked a few hours each week, managing stock and orders while Mr Karlsson took care of his customers.

Some customers, mainly the men, seemed to enjoy dealing with his eldest daughter, Summer. She was twenty-two and gorgeous, five-nine with a sweet face surrounded by long blonde hair. It was her habit to wear clothes that showed off her killer legs, C-cup breasts and shapely, rounded bottom. Mr Karlsson assumed that such clothing was merely modern and fashionable. And Summer didn’t mind the attention of the male customers in the least.

Her father was a deeply religious man. Since the death of his wife from illness he’d become even more engaged with his religion. And he had strong views about how a young lady should act. Boyfriends were not permitted. On the other hand, Mr Karlsson knew very little about modern courtship or the behavior of young people. He had a mind to protect his daughters but he knew little about the lust of young men and never suspected what they really thought about Summer. Nor did he appreciate that she was a terrible flirt.

Summer had learned that from watching her mother. At first it had seemed like harmless fun. Mr Karlsson seemingly had been oblivious to his late wife’s behavior. More was the pity since she would have been grateful for more adventure in the bedroom.

Later, as Summer blossomed as a young woman, she’d also learned to enjoy the torment she could cause to her male admirers. The torment seemed only fair since Summer, too, felt the fire of lust. Just as she’d seen her mother do, it was a welcome distraction to make men blush and stumble over their words.

The younger daughter, April, never seemed to garner as much attention. Not from her father and not from other men. A year younger, she was a little shorter and her blonde hair framed a more plain-looking face. Her legs were not as shapely as her sister’s. Her butt seemed a little too large. But April, too, appreciated the power that women have over men and was just as addicted to flirting. Her double D-sized breasts were usually worn under tight clothes that displayed her wonderful cleavage.

Yet, April was acutely aware that men gravitated to Summer ahead of her. For a long time that had not mattered. Their father would never allow her to have a boyfriend. But, having reached her majority, April was also gripped by incredible curiosity about boys and a powerful lust to find out.

Their worlds were upturned when Tim came to work for their father in the furniture store. He was the perfect age as far as each was concerned. They both thought him handsome. And suddenly they had an excuse to spend time in the close company of a red-blooded male.

Tim was a good-looking young man. Aged twenty-five, he’d been stood down from his job not long after the pandemic really hit. Selling furniture was not his thing but he had a keen mind for business and a contact of a close friend had approached him about the job.

He knew from the start that Mr Karlsson was a conservative fellow – the bible on his office desk was a dead giveaway. Like other men, Tim could not help but notice the two daughters when they came to the store. The younger one had huge tits that she seemed to always flaunt. The older daughter was a real looker and seemed especially welcoming on his first day.

Tim wasn’t interested in chasing after the boss’s daughter – either of them – since he intended this to be a short-term gig. Besides, it was a certainty that Mr Karlsson had brought them up in a strict household and would object instantly if he suspected anything.

He could not help noticing, however, how much attention Summer, the older one, gave him whenever she was in the store. Tim was a healthy, athletic young man with a lovely smile. It wasn’t unusual for women to smile at him or want to swap chit chat. After a few days, however, he put it down to harmless flirting – nothing more. It was strange that a young woman from such a religious family would behave that way. He’d assumed the sisters would be as straight-laced as their father.

Until his third week, Tim had tried not to pay much attention t...